I'm tired... of loving
of sharing
of believing
of caring for those who cannot love me back
I'm tired... of fighting
of crawling
of crying
of clawing at the walls, a hole deep and black
I'm tired but... I cannot sleep
I cannot rest
I cannot dream
I cannot stop believing in love
But I'm so, so very tired...
From the depths of the arid plains of a ravaged soul and the emptiness of a desolate heart.
